Who Woulda Thought

There was a fellow who scuffled along with his hands in his pockets. His head was bent and his gaze was upon the ground. He seldom looked up or noticed where he was heading. Clearly, the man was dejected.

A priest spotted this fellow one morning and taking pity on him, handed him two dollars with a consoling: "Never despair".

The following morning, the priest was out walking and saw the same man. This time the fellow, walking jauntily, came up to him. He greeted the priest with a big smile, and handed him forty dollars. "How'd you know?"

The priest, looking at the forty dollars in his hand, mumbled: "Know what?"

"That Never Despair would win and pay twenty to one."
Chae